It reminds me of the "Finer Things Club," but some people here in NYC have formed an open membership club called "The Picnic Club." Its purpose? To have and restore picnics, with the first session to take place this Sunday. Weather permitting, natch. From their website:
Sunday, April 27
1 p.m.
Sheep Meadow, Central Park
Look for Allison and Michael, they will be standing with clipboards
And just like Fight Club, they have rules. But unlike Fight Club....you can tell people about The Picnic Club. Anyway, the rules for those of you park hooligans:
3. No loud music may be played; we must never impact another picnic-goer's experience in a negative way.
4. As an extension of rule 3, no gratuitous foul language, violence or nudity (we trust your taste on this).
5 . B.Y.O.'s: A picnic blanket and a "basket" of some sort must be brought. Failure to comply with this rule will result in you sitting on the grass in the middle of a group of members, but will not actually make you part of The Picnic Club. It's like sneaking into a Yankees game -- maybe you still get to see the game, but you'll feel really guilty and on edge the whole time.
More information on their website. I'm also a big fan of their sweet picnicking coat of arms. I want it on a white t-shirt.